Xueba, wake up

"It's snowing!" He Zhonghe finally escaped from the claws and stood in front of the window and shouted.

Yan Sheng put on his clothes, walked behind him, and put his hands on the window sill.

"...Stay away from me." He Zhonghe looked back at him vigilantly, "I feel itchy when I see you now."

"It's easy to mislead me by saying that." Yan Sheng kissed his ear.

"Your brain is growing crookedly." He Zhonghe turned around with difficulty in the narrow gap between the window sill and Yansheng, and rubbed his head, messing up all the hair that hadn't deformed during sleep.

Standing face to face like this is indeed a bit too close, especially Yan Sheng's hands are still propped on the window sill, and his body is slightly bent towards him.

Young people are young people, very energetic in the early morning.

He Zhonghe hugged him vigorously, and let go: "Go out for a snowball fight?"

Perhaps snowball fights should be used to cool down restless energy.

Du Lanzhen was sitting on the sofa watching the replay of the Spring Festival Gala. Seeing them go out wrapped in rice dumplings, she asked them what they were doing.

"Play with the snow." He Zhonghe and Yansheng said in unison.

... IQ is not only negative, but infinitely negative.

After rushing downstairs excitedly, He Zhonghe realized that it was very unrealistic to have a snowball fight today.

The snow has stopped, and it has accumulated quite thickly, but there are firecracker crumbs all over the place, and there is no way to start.

In the end, the snowball fight could only be changed to a walk.

The air is very fresh after the snow, the sky is blue and bright, not too cold, just walking slowly along the sidewalk, the mood is very clear.

Walking around the school, it is easy to meet acquaintances, such as Lao Zheng.

Lao Zheng wore a black orange jacket and pedaled a squeaking bicycle. His sharp eyes swept across the street to his two students.

"Happy Chinese New Year, teacher." He Zhonghe walked over, "Should Xue Tian'er stop riding a bike?"

"Go to the canteen." Old Zheng said.

Commissary refers to the chain convenience stores that have spread all over the city in the past two years. There are almost every neighborhood or doorway. All stores, as long as they are not big supermarkets, are all commissaries in Lao Zheng's place.

"I'll help you buy whatever you want. I just happen to be idle right now."

Lao Zheng looked at him vigilantly, and always felt that his playful smile was uneasy and kind: "Go home and study when you are free, don't make excuses for not coming to school on the fifth day of the new year."

"Got it." He Zhonghe nodded, and trotted away with his hands in his pockets.

From the first day to the fourth day of junior high school, He Zhonghe and Yan Sheng were in a very decadent and synchronized state. Basically, they went out to eat together in the morning, then strolled on the street, squatted at home in the afternoon, played with their mobile phones, watched TV and played with cats and dogs, and only studied for a while at night.

Once the first day of junior high school is over, I feel that the first few days pass very quickly. Some units have begun to resume work, and the shops on the street have also torn off the paper "the owner is home for the New Year's emergency contact XXXX". The festival is over like this , everyone is lazy.

"It's like I've never had this winter vacation." Returning to school at [-]:[-] p.m. on the fifth day of the fifth day, every cell in He Zhonghe's body repelled him to approach the classroom.

The snow on the first day of the new year had almost melted, the remaining thin ice and snow water on the ground were dirty, and there were no longer bright firecracker crumbs piled up in the corners.

Yan Sheng was also quite reluctant to go back to school. The past few days were too comfortable, and it was very painful to go back to school for the first time: "Shi Yujie can't make another phone call."

"This is a loophole, and the Education Bureau can't control it." He Zhonghe said weakly, "The notification is for voluntary return to school for self-study."

The high school seniors wearing school uniforms on the campus were all slumped, exuding resentment that almost melted into reality, and the suitcases in the dormitory dragged rattlingly, and they didn't even carry them up the steps.

"Think about it this way," Yan Sheng said, "You just finished the last vacation before the college entrance examination."

"Fuck me." He Zhonghe woke up instantly under the afternoon sun, and a cold sweat broke out on his back, "What about the Dragon Boat Festival on Qingming Festival?"

"Ching Ming Festival and May Day are at most one day longer." Yan Sheng said, "The second day of the college entrance examination is the Dragon Boat Festival."

Only the third floor of the entire campus is full, but there is no formal class, and these days are all self-study.

I haven't finished all my homework during the winter vacation. It's just that these days are used to do my homework, and I do my own homework to check for omissions. The learning atmosphere in the classroom is definitely better than at home.

Lao Zheng is still on vacation, and he visits the classroom at most twice a day. The only thing he is relaxed about is that the time frame for going to and from school is not so tight, and he can drink milk tea and have some snacks during class.

When I went to the cafeteria at noon, Shi Yujie was always talking about his New Year experience with He Zhonghe and Yansheng with great interest. Apart from being asked about grades by the seven aunts and eight aunts, other things such as smashing ice holes for fishing or catching birds in the cornfield after snowfall are still very interesting of.

"How did the two of you spend the new year?" Shi Yujie asked them after he finished his chatter.

"Stay at home, eat and play." Yan Sheng said.

"Hey?" Shi Yujie put down his chopsticks and pointed at him, "Whose house are you staying at?"

"Stay here, stay wherever you want." He Zhonghe smiled with an inexplicable meaning.

The three finished their meal while chatting, and sent the plate to the recycling place. Shi Yujie went back to the dormitory, and Yansheng and He Zhonghe went back to the classroom.

Once you enter the state of going to school, the only time you can relax in the whole day at school is to have a meal. After eating, you will go back to the classroom non-stop like a war, and do endless test paper exercises.

On the afternoon before the official start of school, Lao Zheng came to visit as usual.

When wandering around to the side of Yan Sheng and He Zhonghe, he stopped, turned out, came in after a while and came directly in their direction, passed Yan Sheng and tapped on He Zhonghe's desk to signal him to come out.

He Zhonghe was drinking mint water and concentrating on sorting out the math problems. He was taken aback. His first reaction was to look blankly at whether he had committed any mistakes in the past few days.

Absolutely not. I have been so obsessed with studying lately that I don’t even go out to get some fresh air after class. The only entertainment after class is to chat with Yan Sheng and stare at the S University badge on the table in a daze. The whole thing is a ruthless learning machine.

He Zhonghe and Yansheng looked at each other, and followed Old Zheng out of the classroom door in bewilderment.

According to experience, it is generally not a good thing to be called out to talk alone by Lao Zheng.Sometimes after the big exam, he would call people out one by one to criticize and encourage them to add chicken soup, but this has just started, so there is really nothing to talk about except the last semester.

After entering the office, Lao Zheng turned on the little sun and the humidifier, poured himself a cup of tea, and poured a cup for He Zhonghe from a disposable cup. He sat down and said, "I've been studying hard lately."

He Zhonghe was afraid that Lao Zheng would think that he was studying hard and would praise him with Du Lanzhen, so he sat on the broken leather sofa opposite Lao Zheng and smiled: "You know I didn't study hard, that's just me."

Old Zheng also smiled and shook his head: "The teacher can clearly see the changes of the students."

I don't know if it was He Zhonghe's illusion, he felt that Lao Zheng was not just talking and encouraging, but he had something to say.The old man is smart when he should be smart, and there is cunning hidden in his wrinkles.

"Teacher, what do you want from me?" He Zhonghe didn't want to listen to his foreshadowing. Once he made the foreshadowing, it was easy to digress, and he couldn't come back for a long time, wasting time.

Old Zheng looked at the forms on the desk, then at Teacher Qin at the opposite table, took a sip of tea, and when He Zhonghe got impatient and was about to get up and go out, he said, "Teacher Li from the small class came to me last semester. Yes, there are some things that teachers don’t tell students, but you should have heard of them more or less.”

"Now everyone is desperate to get into the small class. You know the small class's shaming system. A batch of people will be sacked every few months." Lao Zheng glanced at him, leaned towards him, and suppressed his voice, "Small class There is no one who is not a top student in No. [-] Middle School, even if a parent like you sends it in... Small class students are the bottom line of the school, and it is impossible to let people other than top students enter."

He Zhonghe looked at Old Zheng and gradually frowned.

"There are two students in our class to fill in the small class." Old Zheng straightened up.

"Teacher," He Zhonghe really didn't expect this, and hurriedly interrupted, "I'm really not suitable, no one in our class can be me, you sent me to the small class as an undercover agent to blow up the class, right? "

"Why isn't it appropriate?" Old Zheng said, "I have analyzed all the previous grades for you, and I have copied all the test paper records and asked all the teachers in our class to help you read them. You have put in nine points of effort in your studies now, and there is still more progress to be made." Space, work harder in the small class, and try hard on yourself.”

"I don't want to force myself, nine points is already the limit." He Zhonghe frowned, "You know what virtue I have, since these two places are so precious, it's better to leave them to other people in the class."

What He Zhonghe didn't know was that the students who entered the small class from other classes had nothing to do with the grades of the former head teacher.

The important person in the school insisted on letting Yan get promoted at the beginning. Lao Zheng struggled for a long time before, and he was really reluctant to cut out this top student who had been with him for two and a half years.

Top students may not be very rare, but top students like Yan Sheng who are always stable in grades are very rare.

From the first year of high school to the last semester before the college entrance examination, Yansheng has never failed in the exam. It seems that nothing can affect his grades. No matter how much the people around him try to squeeze him out, Yansheng is the top five in the first grade of the class. The location doesn't move like a mountain.

But He Zhonghe is different. Of course, he can't understand his virtues like Old Zheng. His real grades under fake scores may be inflated.

"One is for Bu Yueran, and the other is for you," Old Zheng said.

Bu Yueran was the monitor of his class. He was running with the second child for ten thousand years, and his grades were also top-notch. He was willing to learn, so he was the perfect candidate.

But the fact that He Zhonghe entered the small class is too outrageous, too magical and too cyberpunk.

First of all, if my mother finds out, the consequences will be very serious. If she gets mad, Big S will never even think about it.

In addition, the small class is a proper prison, and the pressure of going in with a bad attitude can directly overwhelm people's spirits, which can be seen in Liu Yulin.

The work schedule and holiday time of the small class and the regular class are different. They are not allowed to cross floors after class, and they are not allowed to do anything except fetch water and toilet.

That is to say, if you leave Yansheng and go to the small class, you will rarely have the opportunity to eat and go to and from school together, let alone study together.

"Teacher, you are here to ask my opinion, right?" He Zhonghe was almost amused by the fact that he was going to the small class. "No, I am very firm. I will stay in Class 24 until I graduate."

Lao Zheng was silent for a while, then picked up the form on the table: "The list has been reported and stamped."

He Zhonghe's eyes widened, and he got up from the broken leather sofa.

"The work here must be done well," Lao Zheng said, "If you disagree, I can only talk to the parents."